Promises of bigger and better things. You've had a shower, letting the force of the water sting your face. Soaping yourself. Face, armpits, ass-crack... groin. Feeling the weight of your balls in your hand, and idly enjoying the soapy slickness of your hand against your cock. Must be clean. Always be prepared. Just in case. In case of what? You realise you've been holding your breath, and as you release it, the image of a slender neck comes to mind. Sitting across the table from you earlier. Of the twelve, there were only four that seemed undamaged in some way.I laughed. Not sure why, exactly, but I laughed and it felt good. It felt wonderful, in fact. It felt like the anger that had been burning me up inside just ... evaporated. My hands and feet were sore as was my back, my hips, my shoulders ... I hadn’t stretched and was now paying for it, but I felt good.“Thanks, coach, that really helped me, but I think we need more bags. Just get me a bill and I will pay for them, no. "Janice stared at him through the eye holes of the abaya for a long moment, and then started to remove it. The Emir obligingly pulled it off her head and she was once more revealed in her two piece pink satin jacket and skirt she had worn for the wedding. Reluctantly she opened the jacket and he could see the white lace brassière holding her small breasts up to present a cleavage."Six," said the Emir."Six what?" asked Janice."Six strokes of the whip for your disobedience so far. If you continue. Paul hugged me and led me to the basement back door. “I’m sorry but you didn’t surprise me as much as you tried to surprise me Joan. The crew at the site told me they heard about the surprise party for me and volunteered to come over and help you with the party. Wasn’t that nice of the guys?” Paul said stepping back after he opened the door. “That means I get to spend more time with my brothers and their wives as well as my sisters and their husbands tonight. Thank you everyone for.